Lin Guorong floated.

Not only because "Dongou Daily" published his name twice in three days, but also because he received an olive branch from the Oucheng District Writers Association that Lu Jianbo extended to him.

Many things in this world are so absurd, everyone knows that they are fake, but for some unspeakable purposes, they have to continue to fake it.

Lu Jianbo saved up a game on Tuesday night and specially invited Lin Guorong. Lao Lin arrived at the hotel, and as soon as he pushed the door in, he saw several familiar faces, all of which were old fritters in the Oucheng District system.

Lin Guorong's eyes lit up at that time, and he was far from the only one who was famous in the writers' association and fished in troubled waters, and Mr. Nan Guo still had a lot of them!

With a considerable amount of accomplices, Lin Guorong has completely lost the psychological burden of fraud, and when he finishes drinking a big meal, he has become a preparatory member of the Oucheng District Writers Association.

On Wednesday morning, the streets of Xicheng were clear and sunny as usual, and there was nothing bad.

Lin Guorong as usual threw all the trivial clerical work that needed to be dealt with in time in the department to the new temporary worker of the fresh college graduate in the department, and he ran out to continue looking for a house.

After two days of walking around the streets of Xicheng on Monday and Tuesday, Comrade Lao Lin, who actually has a high IQ, has basically grasped the real estate agency market in this area and figured out the bottom line of the asking price of each agency.

After going out today, Lao Lin went straight to the most reliable intermediary in theory after thinking about shopping around.

This intermediary is very close to the office building of Xicheng Street, and it is less than 200 meters away from the street building in the direction of Bailifang Road, and after 3 minutes, Lao Lin has already entered someone's store.

At 9 o'clock, Xicheng Street was very quiet, and there was only the owner in the store.

The boss is a little old man in his sixties, wearing a very foreign melon skin hat, he is lean, and he wears gold-rimmed reading glasses, looking energetic and shrewd, but after Lao Lin touched the bottom of each household yesterday, he found that this old man is the easiest to handle. Because although the old man has a smart brain, he has a very honest personality, and he is most suitable for being kneaded back and forth by a person like him who is accustomed to bullying others.

"Lao Liang, my wife is not here, come, come on, smoke a cigarette." As soon as Lin Guorong entered the door, he greeted the boss blindly, and he was extremely enthusiastic and forced into the hands of others, and he didn't know who gave him the free China of Lin University.

The boss spared his life, of course, he didn't dare to take Lao Lin, the "Xicheng Street Fighter", not only pushed it back, but also took out his own cigarette and handed it to Lin Guorong.

Lin Guorong was also polite, he took it and smoked it.

The two of them just stood like this, swallowing the clouds and spitting out half a cigarette, Lao Lin was too addicted to smoking, and finally got to the point, and said with a smile: "Lao Liang, the house you showed me yesterday, I think it's not bad, but 1000 a month is too expensive, and that's all I work for a month! ”

"Chief Lin, this rent is not set by me, I also rent another house. Lao Liang also smirked.

Lin Guorong didn't answer this, twisted about one-third of the remaining cigarette butts to the ashtray on the table, sat down as if this store was his home field, and said calmly: " Lao Liang, let's go without saying it, everyone is a happy person, in other people's stores, this kind of 80 square meters of commercial housing is 800 a month at most, I will cut the price again, give some face 600 yuan can also be taken, you want me 1000 yuan, you can get 500 yuan of intermediary fees, I understand your market situation, but you do this, is your heart too dark? Open your mouth, lead the way, you will earn half a month's salary from me, what, you are planning to earn a few million while you are young?"

"Section Chief Lin, don't make fun of me. Lao Liang denied it, "How can I make so much money from you, the intermediary fee is only one or two hundred yuan at most, besides, I can meet a few people like you a month, and I will rent such a good house as soon as I come." You look at the surrounding circle, these houses are all new, and the house opening company will sell each square for 2,000 yuan, and the landlord will spend hundreds of thousands of dollars to buy the house, and he will rent it to you before he has lived in it, and where is it expensive to charge you 1,000 yuan a month?"

"1,000 yuan a month is not expensive, Lao Liang, I think you really have millions of dollars in your family, right? Lin Guorong reached out to touch the pack of cigarettes that Lao Liang put on the table again, took out one, and knocked it in the palm of his hand, but he just didn't light it.

Lao Liang was very helpless, so he could only take out another matchbox, draw one, and light a cigarette for Lao Lin.

The room continued to be smoky, and Lao Liang said with a bitter face: "Section Chief Lin, why don't you change it, your price is too low, I really can't do anything here......"

"How can there be no way, there are always more ways than difficulties, why don't you let me talk to the landlord directly?" Lin Guorong made a very non-specific request for an agent.

Lao Liang smiled bitterly and said, "Section Chief Lin, aren't you playing with me? You have directly contacted the landlord, why do you want me as an intermediary?"

"yes, that's what I thought, too. Lao Lin played hooligans in the front, "So why did I come to you first today? Isn't it that I'm the most disciplined person? Otherwise, wouldn't it be convenient for me to find a landlord? There are so many problems of fire protection, sanitation, and public security up and down the street, I just say a word, the landlord doesn't need me to find it personally, he must have come to me first, Lao Liang, you say that's the truth, right?"

Lao Liang was stunned by Lin Guorong's shamelessness.

sighed, shook his head and said, "Ouch, if you want to be like you, my store is here, I really want to drink the northwest wind...... Okay, give you the face of the chief forest, eight hundred is eight hundred. ”

Lao Lin immediately glared, and said in an unkind tone: "What eight hundred? Didn't you say six hundred?!"

Lao Liang's expression seemed like he was about to cry, and he said with a pleading look: "Section Chief Lin, give me something to eat." ”

"Okay, then I'll take a step back, 650 yuan. If it's okay, I'll contact the landlord, and if it doesn't work, I'll go to him myself. Lin Guorong gave the bottom line.

Lao Liang only sighed: "You street cadres will bully us honest people......"

Lao Lin laughed: "Lao Liang, don't play tricks with me! I rented your house here, 650 yuan, you take 300 from the landlord, 200 from me, and I will earn you half a month's money by opening your mouth, if I am bullying you like this, then who am I bullied?"

"How can the landlord have the money to get it?" Lao Liang said angrily, "I just take a little intermediary fee from you, and besides, it's not two hundred yuan, it's three hundred yuan of intermediary fees!"

"Don't be so careless about this little money, I will take care of you in the future if I have a business. Lao Lin had a very sincere expression, but the words that came out fell on Lao Liang's ears, but no matter how he sounded it, it seemed like a threat, and then he bragged to put a high hat on the old man and said, "Besides, you are so rich to open an intermediary, do you think you will lack me a hundred yuan?"

I'm lacking, you scumbag......

Lao Liang was scolding with tears in his heart, but he still honestly turned over the table account and used a rare private phone to paged the owner of the house. Then, without waiting a moment, the other end came back.

As soon as the two communicated on the phone, the host arrived on a motorbike in less than 20 minutes.

Lin Guorong looked at the other party's dress, and knew that he must be a businessman, so he put the shelf to the fullest, and kept emphasizing his identity and status in Xicheng Street to the other party, and finally cut the price by 50 yuan before signing the contract.

In this way, the new house of 80 square meters with two bedrooms and one living room was taken down by Lao Lin with pure Jianghu craftsmanship.

The monthly rent of 600 yuan is at least 200 yuan lower than the average monthly rent of the surrounding houses with the same conditions.

At the end of 94 years, the real estate industry in the urban area of Dongou City, faintly had the cattle eating gas of the young sons of tigers and leopards, and it was worthy of being a strange third-tier town that could speculate housing prices to the level of Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou in 20 years.

After signing the contract, Lin Miao's family was not in a hurry to move.

Now that mid-November has just passed, Lin Guorong has flipped through the yellow calendar, and he has to wait until the good day of November 28 to move, and the landlord has no choice but to pinch his nose and admit it, so he will make friends with Lao Lin and let him live for half a month for nothing.

Lao Lin finished the important matter in his heart, and when he returned to the unit to tell Jiang Ping, Jiang Ping immediately told all the colleagues in the office in a lax manner.

In view of the fact that Lin Guorong is likely to leave and become the director of the Party and Government Office, this group of people must of course congratulate the director on his housewarming, and make an appointment to find a hotel for dinner in the evening, and of course everyone will pay the money together.

Lin Guorong did not object, and after getting off work in the afternoon, he asked Jiang Ping to pick up Lin Miao from school first, and then a group of people went straight to the nearest Shun'an Hotel nearby, and got a small banquet of about six or seven hundred yuan, which was so extravagant that Lin Miao felt a little incredible.

I used to have such a good life as a child?

Lin Miao, who has suffered for half her life, was so emotional that she was about to burst into tears, and said in her heart that Lao Lin was really a seed player in the dead world, and he could play a good hand of cards as bad as later, how many times did he have to be brain-dead to do it?

Another big drink.

Lao Lin, who drank high for two days in a row, had to ride the unit's motorcycle to take Lin Miao to the Children's Palace for class after drinking.

But Lin Miao, out of cherishing his own life, of course rejected him with righteous words and categorically.

Walking out of the hotel, Lin Miao and Jiang Ping, who was also full of alcohol, got on the tricycle together.

A heart disease that has accumulated for a long time has gradually dissipated.

"What the hell am I ...... Finally there was a flushing toilet that could be used......"